Kwiik - Make It Out Lyrics

I been through some shit
Swear it got a nigga traumatized
Yeah
I been through some things
Swear to god a nigga traumatized
Pull up on the gang
Then imma have to catch a homicide
Yeah I gotta make it
Remember all them nights my mama cried
Keep my circle tight
We ain't f*cking with them other guys
I was lost but now I'm found
I swear I gotta make it out
They tryna off me for the clout
So I always gotta hold it down
Thumbing through all these thousands
Said she like the way I'm styling
I been through these changes
They make me lame switch
All these thots wanna be famous
They think I made it
This for all the ones that doubted me you made me dangerous
She used to never look my way but now I'm on her playlist
I had to take it back
Back to the basics
I told my mama I'm the goat
I feel like the greatest
I know they wish that they could stop it and try to contain it
But I keep coming with these tracks and now they love my cadence
All these bitches say they love me
Say they love the way I sing
When I first got that text
On my life I couldn't breath
I been trying to make it out
But my heart is stuck in these streets
I''ve been battling depression
All I wanted was some peace
You say you got my back but
You was never there for me
Now I'm afraid to get attached
Cause you always embarrassed me
I put lil shawty on the map
And now she acting strange with me
I gotta keep my mind intact
But they keep playing games with me
I been through some thing
Swear to god a nigga traumatized
Pull up on the gang
Then imma have to catch a homicide
Yea I gotta make it
Remember all them nights my mama cried
Keep my circle tight
We ain't f*cking with them other guys
I was lost but now I'm found
I swear I gotta make it out
They tryna off me for the clout
So I always gotta hold it down
Thumbing through all these thousands
Said she like the way I'm styling
All these nights I spent on the road
Tryna think if imma blow
Pray to god I don't overdose
When my highs turn into lows
I don't got time for these bitches
They get an inch and do the most
I'm focusing on this music
Cause that's the only thing I trust
I ain't had shit
So I had to get rich
If you can take her from me I don't want her dawg that's it
We can beef about some money but I won't beef about a bitch
You flexing all that cash but we all know it's counterfeit
Yeah
I been through some thing
Swear to god a nigga traumatized
Pull up on the gang
Then imma have to catch a homicide
Yea I gotta make it
Remember all them nights my mama cried
Keep my circle tight
We ain't f*cking with them other guys
I was lost but now I'm found
I swear I gotta make it out
They tryna off me for the clout
So I always gotta hold it down
Thumbing through all these thousands
Said she like the way I'm styling